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Exams, the stupidest thing invented by Human beings who are supposed to be the very intelligent species of the evolution...ah i doubt it: P

Okay now as a part of getting that MBA we were forced to give our second semester exam...which was more of a open book oops open desk exam :D 8 exams on a row...i think we should be awarded MBA right away..!! Yea yea what if for all the questions we had our magical desk which would yell to us...”Hey you stupid the answer is on the right hand corner: P”

Days were passing smoothly until the greatest of the great exam came..: P "The one and only Finance Management”...period... :D well that two words says it all ...the subject took out our blood like that nasty little mosquito which wont even mind the coil in the corner..."I love mortein it gives me a high"..Point noted: P

Coming back to the great FM question paper...I should say it was a "expletive deleted”: D

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Present the macro economic factors considered in financial forecasting....

Are you kidding...I cant find this in my desk ...oh no wait this is not happening..."expletive deleted question paper" don't have a single question which by any chance was in my desk or brain...well brain :D but I like the way it sounds..."MY BRAIN" :D

And I just turned around to analyze the whole situation...okay so this is a surprise birthday party...: P

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Comment on EVA objective of financial management...

You want me to answer this ah...Kerala University? : P Here you go... "ROLF LMAO LOL OMG BRB GTG PFA ASAP “I like to talk to people in their own language..: P

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It was the disastrous exam I have written in my life..."like you are 60: P" But whoever made the question had the last laugh...Hats off to you sir...it really took the shit out of us oops…: D "Expletive deleted”: D

The Yoga saga..!!

Yoga..a word that give me jitters ...not because Baba Ramdev was beaten by the Mumbai police for showing his "asanas" :P The whole idea of touching you toe with your head doesn't sound that exciting :P Okay so somehow i made up my mind to attend the yoga class arranged by Our Mam for US :P

We were taken to the terrace of ICM for this awesomely wonderful yoga session :P we met our sir..he introduced himself...err i forgot his name..well we can call him yoga sir :P

And then it started "anuloma " "viloma" leg up!! head down..stomach rolled up err after a while i was sitting in a posture which reminded me of err...an auto rickshaw with twigs pointing outwards..here the twig means my hands and yea for others who were doing yoga with me it was tree trunk :P

After a hundred of Asanas sir told us now we are going to learn "Janusheershasana" well quite a tongue twister...see yoga means exercise for your whole body... :P Coming back to the "Janusheershasana", i know that these asanas are named after gods,or the Sanskrit name of our body parts...err i read somewhere that they are named like that...:P And i started thinking what will be the meaning of this asana...i was twisting my brain (again, i told you exercise in between exercise :P) Sir asked do you know whats the meaning of this asana..."Great minds think alike :D i was already feeling like Baba Ramdev...:P "Millionaire" :P...So i was all happy to shed some light about how this asana was named.. :D and the great me started :P "Janu means Sita "...and all I heard after that was 5*32 teeth flashing :o i hate it when somebody doesn't allow me to complete my great finding and starts laughing in the midway :P I'm serious...So i started to justify my finding.."Sita had a name Janaki...and may be Lord Rama used to call her as Janu at home :D Pet name you see :P" doesn't that make sense ? :D

And the Yoga saga goes on..now all of us can stand on our heads...what if we cant stand on our legs :P

Happy Bday in Advance Dada..!!

Mushkil tha woh rasta...
magar rahi chalpada ek din..
raja tha woh..

ladpada sari duniya se lekin..

kate the raste pe..
pathar bikra huva...
arbara na tha woh raja
jang lada akele mein..

hum bi the apne balayi le..
khada huva woh..shann se..

jeeta wohi jisme umang tha bari..

muskil tha woh rasta..
magar rahi chalpada ek din....

A day without horn..!!

Its a very challenging job to drive and that too in a place where digging is hailed as a hobby...!! We have ditches sponsored by KSEB Bsnl and all tom dick and harry's who are in a mood to dig...In short their insanity MAKE THE ROADS LOOK LIKE MOON AND IM NOT IN A MOOD TO MOON WALK !! And talk about rash driving..!! Phew..!! Welcome to Thiruvananthapuram!!

It was a fine morning and as usual i started my scooty with all pride and excitement...yea i know there isn't anything to get excited but i wasn't getting anything else to fill that part after the "and" :D ..so i started the scooter and suddenly it came to me that...my defence mechanism isn't working..."THE DAMN HORN WAS NOT WORKING...!!" Have you ever imagined a ride without your horn...!! You better not..but if you still want to..then read along.

I was insanely trying to get the horn working so that the world could know the awesomely beautifully hot ME :P is coming...okay...that wasn't good...i wanted that horn badly because i don't want to end up under some KSRTC "patta vandi" :P...I was shattered...but then a voice inside me ..shouted..!! :P "Come on you fat lady you can do it.." my inner self is blind and it takes me for a fat lady :P ..jokes apart...i was afraid of all those bikes autos "buses"..even cycles :P that would take right angled turns and would never mind a mosquito passing by in a HONDA ACTIVA :P No i am not promoting the brand.. :D..so the journey started after a long battle with me and the voice inside me..:P How awesome :D And here comes the first junction...i was keeping my cool and i kept the scooter also cool :D i stopped and checked twice...err thrice for any vehicles passing by.. :P and i even saw stray dog walking very proudly...yea go dogie you don't need a horn :P starting the scooter again...i was going at a speed that i could read every sign board twice :D i enjoyed all those vanam posters...i should say.."Simbu" is a failure when it comes to kissing...i hope "Gautam menon" is listening... :P and at all turnings...someone would shout..."WHY CANT YOU BLOW THE HORN" ah like i care :D so hearing all those craps early morning..i almost reached college...i stopped checked stop checked and was checking vehicles were going...i can see the "smugly" faces of people like..why cant she just go.. :D But do they know that i don't have my weapon :P and after all that struggles i got in to the college parked my scooter and thought ll check if the damn thing started working..."Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii" ..."STUPID THING...ITS WORKING..." Okay thanks for reading :D CIAO :D...!!

The Big Bazaar Story

Its been two days since we started our journey to the ultimate marketing experience..and i bet its one hell of a journey that we are having...

Day one...
We were all excited to get in to the bazaar lined up neatly dressed...""Yea of course we were in our formals :P" The whole scene reminded me of the movie Angadi Theru :D..

We were then welcomed by the staff ..and then we were taken to the top floor that happen to be the electronics and furniture section where of course u can get accessories for ur home like curtain bed sheets and all...(See how well i know things :P) there we were given a long err boring or so called inspirational speech by our young HR man .. :D But yeah we were inspired like hell and was geared up to see whats next...and then we were ushered in to various sections...The section i got was Ladies dress materials...of course Saree and churidar... :P

Then all of a sudden i was running a whole saree section without any prior experience answering all craps asked by people who dont have any intention to buy a kerchief...selecting churidars for guys who keep on praising their girl friends...Mali people who dont even know english...a lady who never get satisfied with the hell lot of sarees thats hung there..and ask for more..:P

All together it was fun even though our legs pained like hell..we got a lunch break and tea break where we had fun...and yea the tea was good :P

And the story goes on..!!